Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Foggy Day

The fog is so thick in the Shire today. The moisture drips from the trees like rain, falling on the leaf covered ground. My persimmons are ripening to a syrupy translucent orange on my counter. Time to puree them and make that delicious bourbon bread for Christmas morning (or afternoon tea!). Thanksgiving has come and gone, the busy month of December is upon us. Vatrena King's concerts are nearly here! December 18th is her "Gratitude Concert" here in Davis and it will be such a magical way to celebrate community during the holidays. These are some of my last quiet moments before the rush of it all. A pot of ham and split pea soup is simmering on the stove to welcome the kids in from a cold day. Oliver loves to build a fire, Molly tidy's the house and "Peter Pan and Wendy" is read before bed. Yummy.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Home Visit From a Teacher

Sitting at my dining room table, my son's teacher works on a paper with him. Does this happen for others? I think not. Again reminded why we stretch ourselves to keep our children at the Davis Waldorf School. They finish with smiles and he is confident, which, if you know Oliver's struggles, that's huge. She joins me on the couch to sip hot tea and plan a trip to the city for some "girl" time. Yes, my son's teacher and I are friends. What a gift. In walks Vatrena, no knock necessary, to spend an evening recording her Christmas CD. Did I mention in the past that she's the bookkeeper at the school? Community, I love it! Now for a hot cup of Teechino, yum!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Here I am!

I have not touched this blog in such a long time. Busy with so many exciting things! I'm working with my friend Vatrena King and we have two "Gratitude" concerts coming up in December! The theme of gratitude has really helped me check-in with myself daily on things that I appreciate in the world and my life. Right now, I'm grateful for those beautiful orange persimmons dangling outside my window beckoning me to pick them for some comforting bourbon nut bread. My aunt Denise has been hard at work in the garden planting beets and garlic. I got my hands dirty with her last weekend to get the little onions in. Sadly, I've been so busy that Michael and I didn't get any greens in our little spot here by the house. I wonder if they would do ok going in now?